Thank you, thank you, thank you! For the next few days I’ll be offering all of my blog friends a free download of my song “Miracles In Your Hand“ off of my upcoming EP, “Before The Chase.” I have been struggling to find a proper way to thank you all for your support and encouragement over the past year. I was very close to throwing in the towel, but I started this blog and thanks to all of you and your kind words, I’ve been motivated to keep pushing forward. As I watch this year’s calendar fill with major events and milestones, there are usually small celebrations here and there. At each one I am not only surprised at the positive response and friendships created, but also by the amazing amount of talent and creativity this community produces. Please stop by and add this original song (Click here – Miracles in Your Hand) to your personal libraries as part of my continued appreciation for all you have done to support and spread my works.
After a break-up some of these lyrics just poured out. Seeing the same thing and coming to opposite conclusions. Having an early exposure to poetry first, I try to keep those ideas reflected in many of the songs I write. The chorus was an idea I had been playing with lyrically for a while and it seemed to immediately fit with the loss described in the verses. What would you do if you held a miracle in YOUR hand? What if that couldn’t save you?
“Miracles In Your Hand” (c) MSK
A reason is such a small thing,
Can’t you give me one?
Seems to me you were holding out,
Were you really just holding on?
The things we did won’t mean a thing,
The memories drift away.
The things you said hang in the air,
Like a light that will not fade.
CH: You’re alive one day with miracles in your hand,
Then you’re heading for a wall, drivin’ fast as you can.
I settled down uneasy, I’m just waiting for tomorrow to come.
When the answers seem so distant,
Questions lose their fun.
You thought that I was shutting up,
I was really just shutting down.
It’s time we found the meaning,
In the games we have made.
And a reason makes the difference,
When the last trick must be played.
CH: You’re alive one day with miracles in your hand,
Then you’re heading for a wall, drivin’ fast as you can.
I settled down uneasy, I’m just waiting for tomorrow to come.
MidiMike 